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CHRIS REA lyrics - Auberge

You're Not A Number

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You can feel your nerve endings They've been dead before today You can feel them rising Feel them rising all the way You've got grease on your fingers Oil on your face Happy completely chasing the pace Happy to find out even this late You're not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you You've seen it all somewhere before Somewhere in the past Somewhere in a dream It's got you completely and you know what it means Happy to find out even this late You're not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you You've seen it all somewhere before You've got grease on your fingers Oil on your face And you're happy completely chasing the pace Happy to find out even this late You're not a number

More Than Real

JUNIOR BOYS "Last Exit"
Your face, it shows you are an imposter That snapshot still in the parking lot You're on the screen, I feel you downtown Out on the street, I feel the underground The distance makes me want you more The scent you give, that's what I'm waiting for Your birthday song until your family learns What are the things I planned, and that I'll be your man Tonight I got your number I even know your street If you could only need me I know we're meant to meet And even if they find you I know you make me feel You make me feel more than real They put you on, in the smoking glass Your dress got torn straight through the underpass The air got blue while in my closed-in room I'm checking off what's left to do The distance makes me want you more The scent you give, that's what I'm waiting for Your birthday song until your family learns What are the things I planned, and that I'll be your man Tonight I got your number I even know your street If you could only need me I know we're meant to meet And even if they find you I know you make me feel You make me feel more than real Tonight I got your number I even know your street If you could only need me I know we're meant to meet And even if they find you I know you make me feel You make me feel more than real

Surf And Die

Walter Becker "11 Tracks Of Whack"
Earthbound to Johnny boy just picked up your message 'Bout those Balinese ikats you thought I might buy Now your voice on my machine is more alive than what you are Since your daredevil hang glider fell out of the sky Now Armand's looked all over but he can't find your car keys Were they under the tire? Were they under the seat? Because as it stands now your beloved white Aires Is fair game for the vandals up on Makapuu Street And your grandmother's number, we know it's here somewhere But Suze can't seem to find it, now she's losing control And so what about her, and little Eldon and Layla And that hypothetical spectre, your gilt-edged soul Which defied many perils, in the face of all reason And in so many settings and for all your young years Insisting on pure freedom for its too-short season Riding high on its ration of enchantment and fear Over the hill and into the next meadow and on and on and on In a near random universe there are still certain combinations Picked out from all other possible ones Which, when given some time and the just-right circumstances Not too far from the earth or too close to the sun They will dance and they'll spin in the embrace of the trade winds Playing havoc with the hearts and the upturned faces down below Until the laws of curved spacetime, susponed without warning Kick back in with a vengeance for the last act of the show Going too far too fast in that final wing over As your glider comes tumbling out of the clouds And you clutch at your chest but the chute never opens And they find you there tangled in that white nylon shroud When we get Grandma's number I think I'll just say to her Your Johnny's home for Christmas, it was a hell of a ride And I know that some day you'll be showing me those blankets All covered in glory on the hereafter side, saying There was never any question, it was always all or nothing Surf and/or die

Thoughts Before Me

AMBER PACIFIC "Fading Days"
So why should I take your hand when you can't promise happy endings? It's starting to get old That story yet untold Reflect before we walk into What we already know Won't be so easy Looking back at high school drama Didn't try to fix what we thought were problems Done with writing empty letters Is there no other way? Staring at your reflection every day Can make or break my heart away When you won't listen to what's hard for me to say Those tear stained eyes can make me feel so sad And once again we're further away from what we never had So why should I take your hand when you can't promise happy endings? Just run away with so much left to share It's just not enough When we're so much more than friends We're much too young to throw away our cares There's no sense in regretting what's been said in our yesterdays We can't take back what's done But we can look ahead And I would walk so much further just to know what I'm doing here And there's no end to what I'd give to know just what you meant when you said How can I feel alive when we can't help but break our backs just to survive? Is this another time we can't control our lives? Those tear stained eyes can make me feel so sad And once again we're further away from what we never had So why should I take your hand when you can't promise happy endings? Just run away with so much left to share It's just not enough When we're so much more than friends We're much too young to throw away our cares How can I feel alive when we can't help but break our backs just to survive? Is this another time we can't control our lives? Those tear stained eyes can make me feel so sad And once again we're further away from what we never had So why should I take your hand when you can't promise happy endings? Just run away with so much left to share It's just not enough When we're so much more than friends We're much too young to throw away our cares

Toasted Skin

THE ACADEMY IS... "Santi"
So the season's changed your face, toasted skin turned darker shades so as to better disguise your figure from the streetlights. First floor window opened up as you tip-toe on the back porch, to meet the new girl on the corner, Make your big plans for the summer. No one's gonna stay inside, We're singing, (dododododo) We are finally here, and we're not going nowhere without our friends. And we can't stop singing, (dododododo) Everybody's making sure we stay up till sunset, but we can't forget. If we ever find our way back, this is all we've got. S-so you borrow your best friend's Jeep, cracked her windshield and lost her keys. Crashed the rich kids' parties, got kicked off of private beaches. We introduced our friends to yours, and we would laugh while we were ignored. And from coast to coast, we'll soon disperse, but let's live tonight like it's our first. We've got fast food, tattoos, late talks, longer walks, checking for the music, for the fireworks and alcohol. No one's gonna stay inside, we're singing, (dododododo) We are finally here, and we're not going nowhere without our friends. And we can't stop singing, Everybody's making sure we stay up till sunset, but we can't forget. If we ever find our way back, this is all we've got. I remember sleeping in with the shades drawn, casting shadows on the bed Tomorrow feels like it's meant for the fight, soaring beyond, twisting above. And when I sleep, I still can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel. When I sleep, I still can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel. When I sleep, I still can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel. No one's gonna stay inside, we're singing, (dododododo) Fuck yeah! Finally here, and we're not going nowhere without our friends. And we can't stop singing, Everybody's making sure we stay up 'till sunset, but we can't forget. If we ever find our way back, if we ever find our way back. First floor window opened up, as you tip-toe on the back porch. (if we ever find our way back) To meet the new girl on the corner, make your big plans for the summer. (if we ever find our way back) If we ever find our way back, this is all we've got.

To Late To Change

Fist Raised
Too late to change - we're always involved in problems that we can solve without anyones help although we're seeking shelters that won't bend for the pressure whatever that might be maybe you can stand up and tell how the story that killed som many peoples can be real I feel so disgusted when I see the things I see I never thought it was the nature of us human beings and now i feel so strange and locked up by chains but it's never to late to change to late to change with the same attitude that most of the people have we're going nowhere is that so fucking hard to understand or is it not if not then maybe we can stop act like rabies dogs in a cage full of hatred and confusion but that's just an illusion cause we can't change without feeling strange cause to be mean is the only thing we're seen and now we feel so confident when we're behind the backup we have to realise or just to shut up to late to change you are the one who's threatting me with a knife bit I'm the only one to decide over my life a game is a game and you're playing it just to play can't you realize that there is no more to say

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